So,you and I were addicted to jazz
That you bought a disc for us
I remember when you asked me to dance
But the shadow was dust.
One fine October day in Paris
Opened my door and you brought happiness
I could see you're happy with those memories
Now,and forever you're full with kindness.
I wont underestimate your sight
As you knew what deep inside my heart
You deserved my attention,Mr Right
Because we started an unending story in the yard.
Me,could vainly said you're mine
You,would never feel valueless
Because it was like " MY LOVE TOWARDS YOU NEVER DIE "
Till vengeance be the power.
Oct 1, 2013
Oct 1, 2013 at 11:06 AM UTC
So,you and I were addicted to jazz
That you bought a disc for us
I remember when you asked me to dance
But the shadow was dust.
One fine October day in Paris
Opened my door and you brought happiness
I could see you're happy with those memories
Now,and forever you're full with kindness.
I wont underestimate your sight
As you knew what deep inside my heart
You deserved my attention,Mr Right
Because we started an unending story in the yard.
Me,could vainly said you're mine
You,would never feel valueless
Because it was like " MY LOVE TOWARDS YOU NEVER DIE "
Till vengeance be the power.
Request permission to use this poem